by Edna St. Vincent Millay "Curse thee， Life， I will live with thee no more！ Thou hast mocked me， starved me， beat my body sore！ And all for a pl...
by Charles Bukowski I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed. but all I could do was to get drunk again. worse， the bar patrons even ended up ...
by Jane Kenyon We lie back to back. Curtains lift and fall， like the chest of someone sleeping. Wind moves the leaves of the box elder； they show thei...
by Amy Clampitt An ingenuity too astonishing to be quite fortuitous is this bog full of sundews， sphagnum-lines and shaped like a teacup. A step down ...
by Mark Jarman In Ball's Market after surfing till noon， We stand in wet trunks， shivering， As icing dissolves off our sweet rolls Inside the heat...
by Amy Lowell When I go away from you The world beats dead Like a slackened drum. I call out for you against the jutted stars And shout into the ridge...
by Hilarie Jones I was twenty-six the first time I held a human heart in my hand. It was sixty-four and heavier than I expected， its chambers slack； a...
by Susan Yuzna I had my order. Not of the choirs of angels， but of the countries we called in the stone dead heart of the night. Japan was a young wom...
by Stanley Kunitz 1 On my way home from school up tribal Providence Hill past the Academy ballpark where I could never hope to play I scuffed in the d...
by Don Paterson Jamie made his landing in the world so hard he ploughed straight back into the earth. They caught him by the head of his one breath an...